Kepler Withers, better known as Ward 4 of the Elkhorn Academy, is a young human male — aged 24. He is diminutive in presence. Fair skinned with unremarkable features and a messy crop of brown hair, he belongs to an unassuming sort: he’s nothing special to look at.

He clothes himself in the standard issue robes of the academy denoted by an embroidered nine pointed star wreathed in a circle of interlocked elk antlers on the sleeve, coupled with a dark green hooded cloak.

At his side is a large leather satchel that holds a grimoire of spells — along with a secondary pouch, large enough to hold a small animal companion: Scratch, the cigarette eating opossum.